Page 18 of The Third Girl

He wets his lips, giving Sailor another push. “Yeah. Maybe you should come early the first time. I can show you her night routine and all that.”

My brow raises.

He holds out a hand. “Only if you want. I was thinking it might help if she gets up in the middle of the night.”

“Of course. Now, when exactly do you need me? Like what hours?”

“Eleven thirty to eight thirty.”

“Cool. And Laney mentioned you’re okay with me dropping her off with Lucy in the mornings on my way to school?”

“Yep. I’ll put the spare car seat in your car, if you’re okay with that.” At my nod, he continues. “I spoke with Lucy a few days ago, and she said she could handle that. It’s the overnight that was too difficult.”

“And what’s the pay like?” My cheeks flush. “I’m sure Lucy or Laney told you I’m a broke teacher.”

“Fifty bucks a night for your overnight services.”

I can’t help it. That’s funny as hell. I bite my lip and stare at him, my eyes narrowing playfully.

His head tilts to the side for a second until it clicks. “Oh boy. Sorry. That totally sounded like you’re a hooker. I didnotmean for it to come out like that. At all.” Matt’s face turns red under his tan skin.

I burst out laughing. “I know you didn’t. But man was that funny. Not to mention the look on your face when you realized what you’d said.”

He holds out his hand, and I take it, shaking it briefly. “I’m sure that won’t be the last of the embarrassing moments.”

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